Saturday, January 7, 2012


Rage grew in my eyes.

"I know you're in here, and I'm going to find you," I muttered, "and I'm going to kill you."

Movements slowed as I watched the contours and shadows of every corner.

With the CRACK of my weapon, I struck. A body drifted to the floor. Victory!

The fly was dead.

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FFF-55 Vol. XXIX. Tell a story in exactly 55 words. Go see G-Man.


  1. Linc...
    Inspiration comes to one at the oddest times doesn't it?
    Loved your 55 My Friend
    Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End!

  2. Excellent twist. Hooray for dead flies.

  3. You had me going.

    I love the crack of the fly swat when it connects.

    Sorry so late to comment. I just thought I'd go back to Mr. G's and see if there were any latecomers.

    Have a good week.